Meet My Brothers by Red Thirteen

By this time, numerous guests had already arrived, and the parking lot was filled with luxury cars. Some media reporters were also lurking nearby.

As Mia's car stopped, reporters surrounded it eagerly, akin to bees converging on a hive.

They were well aware that this was the vehicle of the Lane family's young lady, having caught wind of the news beforehand.

Mia felt a headache coming on as she observed the scene. "I even switched cars today. How did these reporters still manage to recognize me?"

"Don't exit the car yet," Timothy swiftly interjected.

Mia hesitated, her eyes locked on Timothy as he opened the car door and stepped out.

The reporters’ gaze quickly shifted to the bodyguard emerging from the vehicle, exchanging curious glances among themselves.

However, Timothy's expression remained impassive as he moved to the other side and held the door open for Mia. With grace, she elegantly bent down to step out of the car.

As soon as she emerged, the reporters swarmed around her, thrusting their microphones in her face and asking, “Ms. Lane, is it true that you and Mr. Bowen have set a date for your engagement?"

"Ms. Lane, were you aware of the reports about Mr. Bowen kissing a female internet celebrity at a bar some time ago?"

Gathering around Mia, the reporters eagerly seized every opportunity to interrogate her.

hearing these questions. The rumors being spread by

marry into their family? It was

that moment, a man stepped forward, positioning himself in front of Mia and forcefully pushing aside

commanding presence radiated an air of authority, making it clear he was not

her eyes focused on his back, lost in

utter a word, the reporters instinctively backed off and

subtle thumbs-up. Timothy's authoritative presence was undeniably

effortlessly cleared the path as he walked ahead

other bodyguards followed suit, positioning themselves on either side of Mia to ward off

walk went

long, Mia safely reached the

signed her name,

her past efforts to avoid Timothy's attention by staying in the background, she now

pen and stepping away from the check-in counter, Mia's high heels slipped,

man caught her,

reporters nearby gasped in astonishment, and cameras instantly swiveled toward them, capturing the moment with rapid clicks and

glance at Timothy, whose eyes were shielded by sunglasses. Fortunately, his disguise would likely prevent

moving away from Timothy's embrace, Mia calmly adjusted her dress